Diary of a Mom on the Move: Road trip Day 1
Thursday night at the hotel, my 2-year-old slept in bed with me. She kept her fingers twisted in my hair like some strange leash all night. Every time I started to scoot away, she pulled me back, tightening her grip on my scalp. When I finally broke free, she decided to start kicking me in the face. Needless to say, it was not a very restful night.
By 6:30 a.m., I was able to pull myself from sleep to start getting ready for our first day on the road. By 8:30, we rallied the troops, ate breakfast and hit the highway.
Ten minutes later we heard the dreaded phrase, “I have to go potty. NOW!” So we made our first pit stop at a Lowe’s just minutes from the hotel. I had to drag my toddler past aisle after aisle of enticing, sparkly products before reaching the restroom. Turns out she didn’t even have to go. Just wanted to look around a store and get out of the car. Not a good way to start the day.
The next 30 minutes was spent watching the kids pull out every activity I packed for them and scrutinizing each one. Occasionally they would take a moment to try one and then move on to the next.
Once they finished surveying the goods, the kids seemed content to watch a movie and color.
The day was filled with amusing statements from the kids. Here were a few of my favorites:
“My ears don’t work.” – 2-year-old on going through the mountains
“Mommy! Sissy has to poop!” -toddler shouting across a roadside food plaza while I was waiting in line at Starbucks
“I can’t sit this long,”
“Are we here yet?”
“I want to get out of my seat belt and snuggle you, Mommy.”
My 4-year-old and husband pulled out a bat and ball at a rest stop to burn off energy and stretch a bit before returning to the cramped quarters of our car.
By 4:30 pm., we completed our nearly seven hours of driving and settled in at another hotel. The kids were thrilled to see their first road trip gifts – a reward for their good behavior all day. They each received a new toy cell phone that they promptly lined up on the night stand and pretended to set their alarms.
Daily lesson learned: No amount of planning and preparations can help you predict a child’s bodily functions. Some things are simply outside your control.